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Jul 2015
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I think more clearly
than I have in
years.

I can now hold a thought
in between my
ears.

I'm just finding my
happiness; it feels
absurd.

But when I talk, I'm
spewing venom in my
words.

I'm sorry.
Written by
Charlie  Kanata
(Kanata)   
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